Cannot Bear To Let Go Of My Rich Wife-Chapter 69 - 81 Leaked Dominance of the Goddess (14)
Chapter 69 -81: Leaked Dominance of the Goddess (14)
Chapter 69 -81: Leaked Dominance of the Goddess (14)
Mrs. Smith seemed still angry and disappointed about Isabel’s premarital pregnancy years ago. After gazing at her for a good while, she finally said with a cold tone, “Since you’re back in Bellshire, and have managed to bring such a significant figure to Smith Corporation, find some time in the next few days to bring him home.”
Isabel only responded with a quiet “Hmm,” and didn’t say anything more. She knew that with her grandma saying this, she was indirectly allowing her to come back home.
She had taken her first successful step!
Next, her goal was to slowly dismantle the influence of Sebastian Smith’s family within Smith Corporation!
Carla Osbert was always known to go with the flow. Seeing how Mrs. Smith spoke, she immediately turned to Isabel with a warm smile and said, “Isabel, it’s been years since you left for the United States. Now that you’re back, why didn’t you pay us a visit first?”
Isabel sneered deep inside her heart. If it wasn’t for tonight, would she have even been able to set foot through the Smith’s Gate?
This kind of superficial courtesy disgusted her.
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Internally mocking and disdainful, Isabel maintained an image of a sensible and well-behaved girl on the surface. She lightly curved her lips, and skillfully changed the subject, saying, “Uncle, Auntie, I must excuse myself to the restroom.”
Bowing slightly afterwards, she lifted her long skirt, and made for the restroom.
However, she hadn’t walked more than two steps when the person she least wanted to see blocked her path, holding a glass of red wine and wearing a pleasant expression.
Behind Evelyn Osbert, there were several young women, probably young ladies from aristocratic families.
Thinking back to the time when she secured the Miss Capital City title without any doubt, Smith Corporation was also very prosperous. Then, she led a group of boys and girls of the same age behind her.
Who would have guessed that times would change so drastically; now a group of flamboyantly dressed women followed a frail, pitiful looking Evelyn, who hardly dared lift her head upon entering the Smith’s Gate.
Evelyn was holding a glass of wine, but when she offered it to Isabel, Isabel did not reach out to take it.
She knew that Evelyn was always pretentious. After all, it was a reunion after many years. How could she miss taking advantage of such a moment as two inevitably opposing individuals met again?
Sure enough, in the next second, Evelyn tilted her head coquettishly, looked at Isabel, playfully shook the wine in her hand, displaying an innocent and adorable charm, she called out in a soft whisper, “Sister Isabel.”
Isabel was not intending to cause a stir on her first night back in Bellshire City and thus, she didn’t even glance at Evelyn, choosing instead to sidestep her and the glass of wine, intending to leave.
However, the moment Isabel walked past Evelyn, Evelyn quietly let go of the wine glass she was holding. The glass instantly fell onto Isabel’s leg. The red liquid stained her nude chiffon dress in an instant, and the glass, rolling rapidly down her leg, landed precisely on her toes.
Isabel was wearing high-heeled sandals, her toes were bare. The glass was made of pure crystal and was quite heavy. It particularly hurt when, helped by the force of acceleration, it fell on her bare toes. Isabel felt a painful twinge run through her.
Her hand instinctively clenched into a fist, squeezing her own palm fiercely to stop herself from crying out in pain. Her expression remained poised as she bit her teeth tightly to swallow down the expletives on the tip of her tongue.
Actually, the pain was secondary. What truly irked Isabel was that Evelyn, who hadn’t been hit, had instead screamed, drawing the attention of everyone in the great hall to their situation.
